Four On The Floor

And that's not a drumming reference...the four in question are myself, Groupie, and two of my internet friends, and the reason we're on the floor is that we're all having rather a bad time at the moment due to various things. Some of us are having a much worse time than others it's true, but all four of us are feeling a bit blue right now, even though we have our various projects and things to look forward to. Not the finest start to the new year, is it?

Poor Groupie is probably the lowest of our unhappy quartet...she came round to mine last night feeling really sad and emotional. She'd been having black thoughts - really black thoughts - and felt like everything was getting on top of her, that nobody cared about her and that she had nothing to look forward to in life. I hugged her and tried to reassure her that everything would be all right, and that things weren't as bad as all that, but it was hard...I'd get her feeling OK and then some seemingly innocuous remark would set her off again. I felt really emotionally drained by the end of the night, but I did make her feel a little calmer and happier. I really hope she feels better soon - seriously.

The two internet friends of mine (and they know who they are - oh man, do they ever...) aren't feeling nearly as bad as all that but they are both in a rather sad state at the moment. I won't go into massive details here - firstly, I respect their privacy, and secondly they both have blogs of their own and can easily speak for themselves on the subject if they feel the need. I have told them both privately that I'm thinking of them, and I hope they're both feeling happier really soon. I do care about them, you know - they've been there for me in the past, and I think they're both great. I'm sure they won't mind me saying that...

And what about the alien amongst you? Well, I'm a little worried about myself at the moment. My nose has spontaneously started bleeding twice in the last couple of days - the first time was at work, and I was sitting with a rolled up tissue stuck up my nose. When someone asked what the hell that was for, I snapped back "leave me alone, it's my time of the month" - showing I still had my weird sense of humour at least. After I'd seen Groupie home last night (and almost got attacked by a mad dog in my street on the way back) it started bleeding again, heavier this time...and at work this morning I was occasionally feeling a bit faint and felt like it was going to come on again. Hopefully this won't be a regular occurrence - never mind every month - as I'd rather like to keep my blood where it is, thanks...

I must admit I've also been having some sad thoughts while I've been out on my round - it's good that I'm not stuck in an office all day long, which means I can work through my thoughts without too much distractions - and that helps. It has been rather hard going this week, but I'm getting through it. I suppose listening to certain playlists isn't exactly doing me any good - and neither does the fact that I've been thinking about a certain someone a lot recently - someone I feel I really should not be thinking about like that (and no, I'm not going to mention who *blush*). I've no idea why I'm doing this to myself - well, actually I do, the thoughts are really sweet and the music is lovely, if sad. I guess I can't help what I like...

Thankfully I have managed to talk myself out of the track I was going to use for today's entry, which is getting a lot of play on my iPhone at the moment - I don't want to bring everyone else down with me!!! So, here's an alternative - the lyrics seem rather appropriate right now. It'll get better soon though - I'm sure of it.

As for tonight, well Zaphod's Bar has been restocked, and I'm not working tomorrow (although I do have some really important stuff to do with Groupie then) so I'm just going to chill out, relax, and think happy thoughts...

PILOT - JANUARY
(from the album "Second Flight", 1975)